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oh wonderful.So finally he opened up for her.Slowly by steadily there is love building up between them.Waiting for the day when it will explode.

Thanks...explode huh...let's see :-)

Originally posted by nareshSV

Wow...awesomeee episode yaar...keep rocking...

Thanks...

Originally posted by christmas

lovely story!...apologies for not commenting
reguarly!...loved the update. the discussion on the belief was nicely
done. liked how for khushi the god was a she. the parting words of asr
were brilliantly done. not only a rebuttal to her argument. but the
reply to that look that her eyes passed that she had though or hoped
he'd missed post lavanya.

update soon:)

Thanks...Khushi's individuality is shown in everything she does - the way she dresses to her belief system.

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Whoop! Just read parts 5-7 and you just keep on
getting better and better! There is such an intensity and feeling around
your words! Every part has it's own atmosphere and individual feel and
as a whole your writing is absolutely brilliant! These two are having
real, meaningful conversations. There's an unspoken understanding
between them, a respect for each other and a love that's growing slowly.
Can't wait to read more, keep it up!

Thanks...Arnav and Khushi are feeling something they have never felt before. Capturing those moments here :-)

Originally posted by -vrshn-

hmm...LA is Jealous!

Arnav is Changing <3 <3

i am loving this softer Arnav and maturer Kushi! :)

Thanks...Arnav has changed :-)

Originally posted by kawkabon

heyy.

i luv ur work, it flows really well. its like a 4d story. can see the scenes playing in my head & feel the emotions.

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"You were pretty comfortable with the
girl at the temple," Anjali said handing Arnav a glass of cold milk mixed with
saffron and almonds.

"I was," he answered absently thumbing
through latest issue of National Geographic. "She is a good conversationalist,"
he added after taking a sip of the cold milk.

"I could see that." Anjali said with a
wan smile. Arnav simply hummed in response. "So…." She trailed. Arnav finally
looked up from the magazine and looked at his sister quizzically.

"What?" He asked obviously not
understanding her expression that comprised of dancing eyebrows, wide eyes and
teasing smile.

"I could see some sparks flying," Anjali
gushed like a school girl.

"Where?" Arnav asked, confused. Anjali's
smile fell a little. She sighed but stretched her lips back into an easy smile.

"I saw sparks flying between the two of
you, silly. You two looked good with each other." She added as an additional
thought. Arnav didn't respond but Anjali
noted that his eyes had lost their intensity and softened a great deal. It came
to her as a surprise that her brother was capable of even having that
expression.

Lavanya was one lucky girl, she thought.

"There are times when she manages to
surprise me with her actions. I didn't expect to see her in the temple which
you visit regularly. I didn't even expect her to be pragmatic or blas about her
continual indulgence in matters of faith and beliefs. It came as a very
pleasant surprise," he replied.

"I am surprised that you spoke about
your faith," Anjali said peering at Arnav closely. "I don't think I have heard
you talking about it before with anyone," she said. When he spoke about the
girl he spoke as if he was recollecting a securely stored sweet dream. Anjali
could see that something had shifted in Arnav. There was a certain degree of
equanimity at this moment in his voice.

"I am surprised too Anjali; not because I
spoke about it but she perfectly understood what I was talking about," he said
with a bit of a smile. Anjali couldn't help but smile back at him in response. She
sent a silent prayer to God thanking Him for sending the girl into her brother's
life. It had been more than a decade since she had seen him this relaxed and
talking about a girl. It felt like a surreal dream.

"I don't know. At this moment, she is
one of the most fascinating persons I have met; especially given her
background."

"Why do you say that?" Anjali asked. He
was quiet for several moments.

"I have seen the way she struggles at
work. Her role isn't an easy one and there is too much stress involved. It's
the way she takes her responsibility that gives her the edge over all her
peers. She sees through a task till the very end and hands it over to the next
party with greatest ease. Given her age and experience and her educational
background, it's marvelous," he said. He saw that his sister had missed the
last part of his answer as her eyes misted at the message that was displayed on
her cellphone.

"He isn't coming home now, is he?" Arnav
asked bitterly.

"You know he is a busy man Arnav,"
Anjali defended her absent husband.

"So busy that he doesn't make a phone
call but send a text message?" He asked her incredulously. He swallowed hard
when he saw Anjali turning her eyes on the ground closing the window of her
heart to him. He bit his lip hard enough to close his eyes tightly when it drew
blood.

"How about this? We can meet him at his
office tomorrow morning?" Arnav asked suppressing the rage he felt for his
brother-in-law. Anjali looked up and smiled at him.

"Sounds good! I will text him right
away," she tapped the keys with hurried enthusiasm while Arnav sighed in
relief. "Okay, all done." She said and waited for a response. "He says we can
meet him at eight in the morning tomorrow." She said with a growing smile and stood
up.

"Arnav, I think you are in love with
this girl," she said happily and threw a wink in his direction.

"Don't be an idiot Anjali," he said his
voice turning a tad harsh.

"Look at the way you are talking about
her Arnav!" Anjali exclaimed. He looked at her in confusion.

"What do you mean?" He asked. Anjali
shook her head and sighed.

It was probably one of the very few
times in her life where she became the true elder in their relationship and
could talk about something obvious that he was apparently missing. In the end,
she was the older sister and he was her younger brother.

"You look content when you talk about
her. It's the kind of state of mind that people spend all their lives searching
for. I can see it on your face, hear it in your voice and your eyes are
practically drawing me a picture." Anjali's voice had turned to a whisper by
the end.

"You don't have to tell her anything
right away Arnav. Take your time and understand what is going on. I am sure she
will understand once you have come to a realization. And I can bet that she
feels exactly the same." She turned around to leave.

"I don't know Anjali. When it comes to
Khushi, all bets are off." He sighed.

Anjali stopped in her tracks and turned
around to look at her brother in shock.

"Khushi?" She asked her voice hoarse.

"Yes. I was talking about her." He said
looking at her.

"I thought you were talking about
Lavanya given how she is your girlfriend,"
Anjali said stressing on the word 'girlfriend'.

"I…" Arnav stuttered and swallowed.

Oh
my God. His mind cried.

He fell back on the sofa and rested his
head on the rim. He ignored the piercing glance of his sister and closed his
eyes. He had momentarily forgotten that he had a good relationship going on
with Lavanya. But over the course of past couple of weeks, his heart and mind
had gotten into a fray making him take lots of detours. And during one such
excursion, he had stumbled upon Khushi.

It was as if his entire life was waiting
for that collision to take place. Once a new path was forged, his mind and
heart had resumed their duties independently but each had left their marks on
the other. His mind didn't always over rule his heart and his heart buzzed a
couple of times faster when the girl was involved.

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